"I don't wanna go inside," Vance replied. The thought of getting up to go inside, of leaving this warmth and the sensation of his hips pressed to Pirate, was enough to make him pout.
He parted his lips to say more, but then he felt Pirate's hand close around both of their cocks, and he arched his throat back as a whimpery moan coated the quiet snowy air. His nails dug in just a bit against the skin of Pirate's back, and he panted softly.
"I want you," he finally said, his voice breathy with desire. "Please..."
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